So as I continue my end of year round up (checks calendar) …. anyway! As I continue my end of the year round up I feel it’s only fair to go back to the mystery of the missing mysecondlife messaging options. This was the curious case of how people found they could no longer send direct messages via web profiles.
Rumour had suggested that this feature had been discontinued but rumour can only go so far, cold hard facts are needed to solve a case. Therefore I decided to enlist the help of Inara Holmes Pey. To this end I found myself on a cold January day winding my way down on Baker Street, light in my head and dead on my feet. Then I found the door and knocked, a housekeeper let me in and showed me upstairs.
Sat there in an armchair was a lady who identified herself as Inara Pey, she sported a deerstalker and was smoking a pipe (I’m not sure how long I can keep this up for). “I am the most incurably lazy devil that ever stood in shoe leather.” she said standing to greet me. They looked more like leather boots to me, however I shook her hand and provided her with the details of the case.
Inara mused the issue for a while and then advised me that unfortunately, her assistant Dr Urriah was out of town, so the case would take a bit longer to solve than usual but that she would have an answer for me shortly, I wondered how she could so easily find out this information, she just smiled and said “My name is Inara Pey. It is my business to know what other people do not know.”
We talked some more, I find out more information about the mysterious Ms. Pey She’s got this dream about buying some land, She’s gonna give up the booze and the one night stands, and then she’ll settle down in some quiet little town, and forget about everything. But we know she’ll always keep moving, We know she’s never gonna stop moving, cause she’s rolling, she’s the rolling stone (*EDITOR* Oh come on, wrong bloody Baker Street!/*EDITOR*).